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Whatever I've done,
|! understand | deserve to be punished.

FFION: Mel wasn't in his attic bedroom
the night that Sian Hinton's body

got moved from the bunker, Rick.

He was sleeping downstairs
in a box room with a window.

ALEX: The evidence that | gave--
-— RICK: Keep your voice down.

Look, | can't be sure
of what | saw that night.

Don't for one second think
we got the wrong man.

| have new information about the past.

RICK:
When you go rogue and shut me out

it feels like you don't trust me.

She stuck her nose in!

Then she must have as well!

Then her!

VAUGHAN:
Rick, go make the arrest.

With pleasure.

FFION:
That was Harvey's lawyer.

Harvey's asked to speak to me tomorrow.

Says he wants to tell the truth
about the past.

Mel was both terrorised
by him and in awe of him.

It's classic Stockholm syndrome.

VOICEMAIL: Rick's phone,
leave a message and I'll get back to you.

Hi, Rick.

| missed you.

HELEN:
Hope you got there safely.

Give me a call when you can.

It's a loop.

A never-ending circle of love.

ALARM BLARES

You can't escape it.

Everything OK?

Mm-—-hmm.
—- PHONE BUZZES

Ahem.

DI Ffion Lloyd.

Yeah.

OK, thank you for letting me know.

What is it?

Mel's dead.

Suicide.

KEYS RATTLE IN LOCK

DOOR UNLOCKS

I'm sorry, there seems to have been
a bit of a misunderstanding.

| said I'd talk to Ffion, not you.

The organ grinder, so to speak.

Well, the thing is you don't get
to call the shots, do you, Paul?

Then | won't talk at all.

Up to you.

Well then, this has been
a completely wasted journey.

You coming?

| won't be long.

RICK KNOCKS ON DOOR

DOOR CLOSES

LOCK CLICKS

That's better.

Just the two of us.

It's a shame about Robbie.

Mel.

But hey...

we mustn't blame ourselves.

He was always a messed-up kid.

You're not wearing a wedding ring.

The monkey was.

What's the story?

Last | heard, you were heading off
into the sunset together.

So, what is it
that you want to talk about, Paul?

You're looking good, Ffion,
if a little tired.

I'm not here to talk about myself.

Oh, please.

|am so starved of gossip in here.

Why are you being so cagey
about your private life?

If you don't get to the point,
I'll be heading out myself.

No, please don't go.

It's been too long.

Then I'll ask again.

Why are you getting in touch
after all this time?

| want to talk about the night
Sian Hinton's body was dumped in the woods.

PHONE BUZZES

Hiya, love.
Sorry, | was gonna call you.

Don't you "love" me.

Why didn't you answer your phone
all night?

| was, erm...

strategising.

That's one word for it.

Look, | was in the bar. It was late.

| didn't see your missed calls
till this morning.

I'm sorry.
— Fuck you, Rick.

As | told you, I'd been home that night.

I'd been interviewed by you
and your fiance earlier that morning.

DS Sheldon, yes.

Which put me in a bad mood.

You were amateurs, clutching straws.

When | went home,
Robbie was being a nightmare.

So, | ended up locking him in a room.

But it wasn't his bedroom.
It was a box room downstairs.

Why?

Why?

Well, |... | wanted some peace.

And the walls were thick

and there was nothing in there
that could have harmed him.

Oh, well, that's alright then.

Do you have kids, Ffion?

Hm, no, | thought not.

You have this defensive edge about you.

Kids, they teach you how to love.

We were asking you
about Mari Quinlan that day.

The nurse who reported you
to social services.

Because there were multiple bruises,
new and old, found on Mel...

Robbie's body,
and he had broken ribs.

Yeah, well, Robbie was accident prone.

And he self—harmed.

He threw himself down the stairs.

He wasn't alone in this room.

Anna sang to him from outside the door

all night.

Like a cat wailing, bless her

so | had to wear headphones
to watch TV.

So, neither of us
would have known if he snuck out.

He had keys to my van

on his heart-knot keyring,
which he carried with him all the time.

He was obsessed with that bloody keyring.

VAUGHAN: Well, the way | see it, sir,
his suicide's an admission of guilt.

The publicity will die down
soon enough and we can all move on.

Thanks.

How are we getting on?

The scarf's been sent to forensics, sir.

Good, let's hope we get the right result.

Where are Ffion and Rick?

| can't help thinking about the timing.

How convenient it is,
with Abbi Rayner's murder.

Why would you tell me this
about Robbie now’?

It's because of Abbi Rayner's murder
that | felt obliged to come clean.

The guilt | felt.

But this could have been used
12 years ago in your defence.

Except my wife stitched me up.

And it suited you all to believe her.

And why would she do that, Paul?

To escape being abused by you?

She's still lying then, is she?

As a childless woman, Ffion

you have no idea the lengths
a father will go to

in order to protect his son.

Robbie was your foster child.

All the same, | loved him.

There was nothing
| wouldn't have done for my boy.

Nothing.

Then what's changed?

Why are you grassing him up now?

| saw him...

on the news, after the shooting.

And | realised

how evil

and dangerous he'd become.

Where the hell are you both?

Ffion's not answering.

HMP Whitehaven, sir.

We found out about Mel Owen's suicide

so we drove here to make sure
that Harvey had nothing to do with it.

So, what did you find out?

Well, they followed protocol, sir.

Mel was kept on the VP wing.

Harvey had no access to him.

A phone call would have established that.

You haven't talked
to Harvey about the past, have you?

Opened a can of worms?

Oh no, sir.
We're just about to head back now.

Glad to hear it.

This isn't an official interview.

The investigation hasn't been re-opened,
| just wanted to hear you out.

So, thank you for giving me
your version of events.

It's the truth, Ffion.

There's more.

When Mari Quinlan came to my house
to check on Robbie

she left on foot.

That's what you alleged, yeah.

And that you left
in your van ten minutes later.

To get groceries.
- So you said.

| bought the groceries
and half an hour later, | got home

and | found Robbie
in the kitchen, distressed.

Mud on his boots.

Incoherent.

Anna didn't mention that.

No, Anna was reading in the bath.

| calmed him down,
and | sent him for a shower.

Now then...

| can only presume
that he went to the woods.

He loved exploring the bunkers.

You're saying that Robbie followed
and strangled Mari Quinlan.

Mm.

And hid her body in the bunker.

| had no idea until they found her body
in the woods the next day.

And you said nothing?

Not to Anna, no.

Robbie was the son that Anna never had.

And why would Robbie kill Mari Quinlan?

Well, he didn't want her
to take him away from us.

It's ironic really, isn't it?
How in trying to save his life

both nurses signed their own
death warrants.

You're saying
that Robbie killed Sian Hinton too?

Did you kill together, Paul?
Were you a father and son team?

No.

Time's up, Rick.

Hey.

What's wrong?

He's denying that he killed both nurses.

He's just taking the piss.

Yeah, well, he was pretty persuasive.

What if we got the wrong man?

RADIO TURNS ON

Ffion--
- Yeah, it should never have happened.

| know.

No, that's not what | was...

but, well, no, of course.

Look, what | was gonna Say was...

don't tell Vaughan that you've spoken
to Harvey about the historic murders.

He'll just go ape.

He doesn't want that case re-opened
any more than | do.

Or the town does.

| mean, Harvey's just got into your head

but he killed both Mari Quinlan
and Sian Hinton.

OK, but if Mel Owen killed Abbi,
he could have killed before.

He's only pinning the historic murders
on Mel because he can't be questioned.

It's opportunistic.

Alex placed Harvey
behind the wheel, remember?

You gonna tell Helen what happened?

What? No!

It's between us.

Sorry, sir, it was a hell of a journey.

What is it?

No trace of Mel's DNA on the scarf.

So, he strangled Abbi and took the scarf
back to the den without any trace of DNA?

Did he clean it?

No, Abbi's DNA is on it.

And another person.

Well, Helen did give the scarf to her

so we need to do a buccal swab
just to eliminate her DNA.

We've still got Abbi's killer.

Yeah well, I'm gonna check through
Mel's belongings from the den

to see if he had any gloves.

MORGAN:
| could do it.

No, it's OK, I'd rather do it.

Well, I'll go and do Helen's test.

Life's never bloody simple, is it?

Alex.

Hey.
— Why don't you go in, put a Cuppa on.

Do you have a minute?

Yeah.

TEASPOON CLINKS

Thank you.

So, why are you door-stepping me
after all this time?

I'm really sorry, Alex

but I'd like to go back over
your witness statement

from the night Sian's body was moved
from the bunker

to where she was found in the woods.

Why?

We'll get to that.

You were driving
on the main road west of the woods?

What time?

It was about 10pm.

And what did you see?

Tell you what | didn't see.

Was any fucking police presence,
that's what.

We had no idea that Sian
was being held in the bunker at that time.

| saw a black Vauxhall Astra van

pull out of a side lane
onto the road in front of me.

The driver looked in my direction...

then sped off ahead of me.

| didn't see the number plate
but | called it in.

And did you see who was driving?

| said so at the time, didn't I?

Well, not straightaway.

It was Paul Harvey.

Who you placed at the wheel
after his arrest.

Because | recognised him
at the ID parade.

| remembered his face.

You sure about that?

HE SCOFFS

Alex...

this is important.

We have reason
to believe that someone else

was driving Paul Harvey's van
on the night in question.

Which means he had an accomplice.

And that person was in on Sian's murder.

Ffion? Any joy?

PHONE BUZZES
— Sorry.

Ffion, it's me.
Where are you? Phone me back.

You mean someone who helped
kill my wife is still out there?

Alex, is there any chance that
that man could have been the driver?

Bear in mind he was 17
at the time and wearing a baseball cap.

Yeah, | recognise him from somewhere.

He's the gunman from the school.

He's also the man who killed Abbi Rayner.

Jesus.
HE SNIFFLES

Jesus.

Alex, are you sure it was Harvey
at the wheel of his van?

It was dark. You Know,
could you have made a mistake?

It wasn't my idea.

| said | didn't see the driver.
I... | told him.

Told who, Alex?

Why did you tell us
it was Harvey at the wheel?

Did someone put pressure on you
to say that?

It's not your fault, Alex, if you were
leaned on when you were vulnerable.

Who told you to say that it was Harvey?

It was Rick.

He said | had to
if | wanted justice for Sian.

HE SOBS

PHONE BUZZES

Ffion.

I've been trying to get hold of you.
Where've you been?

We need to talk.

You're not gonna tell Helen now, are you?

Ffion?

Not at the station.

OK, where, where?

And just to be clear, Rick

what happened last night
will never happen again.

PHONE BUZZES

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Please leave your message after the tone.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Eating humble pie.

Or better still,
a picnic outside with my lovely wife.

I'm sorry about last night. I...

| was obsessing. You know what I'm like.

Let me make it up to you, please?

Come on, you hate fruit.

You're lucky I'm on a break.

No luck at all.
| phoned ahead and checked.

Always a smooth operator.

That's what worries me.

You're not forgiven, just yet.

And these sandwiches better be M&S.

Let me take a statement
and then I'll run you to the hospital.

Erm, | was hoovering.

Who knows who threw it?

Vigilantes who think
the killer's copying Paul?

Some nutters who think Paul's innocent

because of the appeal?
Either way, they come for me.

I'm always the one who's punished.

And now poor Robbie.

How will he survive prison?

| read about the charges online.

What? What's wrong?

I'm so sorry, Anna.

Robbie died last night.

How?

He hanged himself.

SHE SOBS

Oh, my boy.

Well, that kind of killed the romance.

| try and | try, Rick

| just can't help but feel threatened.

There's no need.

You were engaged, for God's sake.

Yeah, and I'm with you.

You're used to me.

But 12 years down the line,
I'm not exciting anymore.

Yes, you are.

Who needs excitement anyway?

Ffion isn't exciting, Helen.
She's a thorn in my side if anything.

| Know you better than anyone.

Something's on your mind.

Did anything happen
between you last night?

We had an argumert.

She's insisting
that Harvey didn't act alone

that Mel Owen was involved--
— GRIFF: Rick!

Rick!

Griff!

Oh, long time.

Oh, hi, I'm Rick.

This is Helen.

Jamie. Griff's friend.

He doesn't like the word carer.

He had an MRI scan,
said he wanted some fresh air.

Horrible things, those scanners.

What are you doing
having lunch with another woman?

No, Griff, this is Helen, my wife.

Does my daughter know?

Do you know they're engaged?

I'm sorry.
Come on, let's head back to the car.

You cheating bastard!

Come on, Griff.

Sorry.

We can't escape her, can we?

ANNA: How could the guards
have let him hang himself?

Did they decide
he was guilty and turn a blind eye?

It's more likely
he did it out of guilt, Anna.

| still don't believe
he killed Abbi Rayner.

Not my Robbie.

Anna...

the night Mari Quinlan
came to your home to see Robbie

Paul said she left on foot.

Yeah.

And then | went to have a bath

and | heard Paul's van leave
not long after.

How long were you in the bath?

Erm... about an hour, I'd imagine.

And when you got out?

Paul was back with food.

And Robbie?

He was in the shower.

| talked to Paul this morning.

He told me that Robbie
had been out to the woods

while you were in the bath,
that he had mud on his boots

and that he was
very agitated about something.

No, no, no, no.

No, he's trying to blame it all on my son.

He's lying, Ffion.

Well, that turned out to be a shitshow.

Helen.

You know | wouldn't be without you
and the kids

for all the world.

Tell you what, why don't | pack off the kids
to Mum's tonight

cook us a nice meal.

Take your mind off all this crap at work.

Yeah, that'll be lovely. Thanks.

We'll get through this.

Together.

Yeah.

I'll come in with you now.
— No, no, no.

You've done enough, thank you.

| could have driven myself.

No, you're too shaken up, Anna.

If Paul gets out

he'll come for me.

Promise me his conviction's safe.

Look, | don't want you to worry, Anna.

He won't get out.

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE BUZZES

Why here of all places?

It's where we got engaged.

How could | forget.

It's where we promised each other
that we'd be together forever.

Carved our initials, look.

What young fools we were.

Not so young.

And here you are, fucking me over again.

Is this about last night, Ffion?

We slept together.

| didn't instigate it.

You didn't exactly complain.

I'm not gonna hurt Helen.

Oh, | Know, your endless messages
have told me that much.

She's here, my kids are here.

And | love her.

What if | stay then, Rick?

What if | don't just
conveniently disappear like last time?

What if | think
that there's unfinished business here?

| don't know.

I'm not talking about you, me and Helen.

That sorry love triangle is old fucking news.

I'm talking about the Harvey murders.

| Know, Rick.

That you told Alex to lie
and place Harvey at the wheel

the night that Sian Hinton's body
was dumped.

Cell search, stand to one side.

What the fuck were you thinking?

| was... | was thinking that Harvey
is the killer and we were losing him.

He had an answer for everything
and we just needed to put him away.

Yeah, but if Mel was
that driving that van, Rick

if Mel was a part of Sian Hinton's murder

and we'd found that out back then...
— Don't say it.

Please.
-— ...Abbi would still be alive.

Oh, fuck you! Harvey's evil!

Look at the way
he tortured Mel and his wife.

And when we found Sian,
and | had to tell Alex

my friend,
that the mother of his child was...

it wasn't just you that was affected, Ffion.

You made your friend lie
in his wife's murder trial.

Both of you conspired
to pervert the course of justice!

We had to move quick in case
it happened again to another nurse!

And anyway,
Mel might not even have killed Abbi

so don't you tell me
that I've got her blood on my hands.

He'd met her, he disliked her.
How come her scarf was in his den?

There was no DNA.

Maybe somebody else set him up.

It's far more likely that he used gloves.

And it's pretty fucking low
to argue Mel's innocence

just to clear your own conscience.

CELYN:
Yeah, it's just come through now.

Yeah, got it.
Yeah, that's great. Thanks very much, ta.

What have you got, boss?

Looks like Harvey had
a phone stashed in his cell.

He's been communicating with someone.

I'll check his phone records now.

Are you gonna say anything?

There'd be a retrial.

Harvey's conviction would be unsafe.

He'd walk free, seek revenge on Anna.

You'd face a custodial sentence.

Oh yeah, how much will | get?

Ten years?

How could you lie to me?

Is that why you cheated on me?

Because you couldn't look me in the eye?

| thought | was losing you.
—- Mm.

Did you sleep with me last night
just to confuse me?

To distract me from my hunch about Mel?

HE SCOFFS
No.

You came all the way to Worcester
just to keep a fucking eye on me.

It's nO wonder you were gutted when
Harvey wanted to speak to me on my own.

That's not how it was.

You're weak.

And you're a liar.

You're acting like the local fucking hero
when all you really are is a sham.

Are you gonna tell Vaughan?

There's been a new development.

Er, Harvey was receiving texts
from someone who signed themselves "J".

J first got in touch with Harvey
via letter about four months ago.

Harvey then sent a text back.
Er, top of the first page.

"Thanks for your letter and phone number.
| appreciate you getting in touch, Paul."

J then text back saying
that he's thrilled to hear from him.

Harvey replied with a thumbs up.

Then on the next page on the 3rd of October,
J requests a visit.

Harvey replies,
“Let me check my diary, smiley face."

Erm, | asked the guard
to check the visitor records.

Harvey had a visit from a man named
John Shaw on the 17th of October.

That's when the texts get dark.

Er, bottom of page two there, sir.

"The part that excites me the most
is the build-up.

Choosing her, stalking her

spending time with her,
smelling her fear."

What a sicko.

Harvey doesn't respond to that.

Then on page three...

"That moment when
she surrenders to the idea

that she won't get out of this alive

and | have all the power
and all her attention."

John Shaw then asks
if he can visit Harvey again.

Harvey said that he didn't think
it's a good idea.

And then, on the next page,
on the 11th of November...

The day after Abbi's murder.

Yeah. Harvey texts John Shaw to say,
"| heard about the nurse."

And John Shaw replied...

"She deserved it."
— No, fuck's sake.

Er, Harvey responded then,
“Don't contact me again."

Then there's a couple of texts
from John Shaw

wishing Harvey good luck with the appeal.

But radio silence
from Harvey up until this morning, 11:13.

"It's safe now."

What's that supposed to mean?
Why is John Shaw now safe?

Is he referring to Mel's death?

That Mel will be accused of killing Abbi,
therefore John Shaw is safe?

We should be looking into this John Shaw.

Some perverted fanboy?
What's the point?

Rick, do you have any doubt
that Mel Owen killed Abbi Rayner?

Well, we're talking about
a man who doesn't think twice

about shooting a child, sir, aren't we?

But pertaining to this case...

Mel was drunk

he was the last man
to see Abbi Rayner alive.

She pissed him off.

And her scarf was found in his den.

So, all the evidence points at Mel Owen.

Doesn't it?

VAUGHAN:
Exactly.

Maybe.

But | want to know
who this John Shaw is.

| want to speak to him

just in case he's planning
on following in Harvey's footsteps.

Celyn, call Whitehaven,
see if they've got any CCTV footage

of the day that he visited.

And check the address
that that visiting order was sent to.

VAUGHAN:
Is there anything else?

I've gotta go.
Keep me updated.

GRIFF:
But | can't go to work in my pyjamas.

Why are we having casserole
for breakfast?

For the hell of it, Dad.

Is it tasty?

Oh, yes.

Well, shut up and eat.

DOOR CLOSES
— Oh.

Better do as I'm told.

JAMIE:
| would if | were you.

Yours is in the oven, love.

We couldn't wait.

| didn't realise the time, sorry.

JAMIE:
Busy day? You look done in.

| thought it was all wrapped up.
It was that tramp that did it, wasn't it?

Yeah, | mean, | wish it was that simple.

Is Rick with you?

SHE SIGHS
My God!

Rick and | finished 12 years ago!

How many times?

Lisa and | went on
a dementia workshop today.

They say it's best not
to challenge his version of reality.

It only upsets him more.

He's aware he's failing, see, love?

And he's a proud man.

VAUGHAN:
Come in.

I'm sorry for snapping at you, Dad.

He's forgotten all about it.

| don't blame you, Ffion.

I'm no use to anyone anymore.

Yes, you are.

| need you.

I'll leave you to it.

What's up, love?

Difficult case?

Well, this is all very nice, Rick

but | presume you wanted something.

The historical
heart—knot murders, sir, um...

I, uh...

| instructed a witness
to give false evidence, sir.

And now there's
a new potential suspect in the mix.

Some fanboy of Harvey's called John Shaw.

And there's some doubts

about the historic murders

whether Harvey was acting alone
or he killed the nurses at all, even.

We can't afford a fuck-up like this, Rick.

It will ruin us if it gets out.

And Alex Hinton has already squealed.

| Know. I... I'm sorry.

Let me talk to Ffion.

You're one of the best, Rick.

But | have no choice but to Suspend you
from duty until further notice.

| need to work out what to do.

It's like my whole world
has been thrown upside down.

And | can't even trust
my own memories anymore.

HE CHUCKLES

| Know the feeling.

| made a mistake, Dad.

| slept with Rick.

But | didn't know then what | Know now.

SHE SNIFFLES
— Hey.

Hey.

Look at me.

What are you afraid of, love?

That someone else is gonna die.

Oh...

DELYTH:
Ffion!

It's getting cold now.

Jamie! | thought you'd gone.

| think they're OK now.
| just wanted to make sure.

Ah.
~ Night, Del.

Goodnight, love.

And thank you again.

PHONE CHIMES

DOORBELL RINGS
- KNOCK ON DOOR

DOORBELL RINGS
~ Alright.

Have you lost your keys again?

Can | help you?

SHE GRUNTS

MUFFLED SHOUTS